Lin Yun and Mu Xueling said goodbye and left Langya Island.
Before leaving, he thought about keeping the Cang Shen's domineering body and asked someone to hand it over to Jiang Yingtian.
When the Lord of Langya Palace saw the jade slip handed over by Jiang Yingtian, he frowned slightly and was slightly puzzled.
"This is the overlord of Cang Shen, and he actually refused. Then how can other people from the Cang Long branch fight after that?" The Lord of Langya shook his head. He could never guess Lin Yun's thoughts.
Perhaps only his father can guess one or two, but I hope his father's decision is correct.
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Four years have passed since the Three Life Secret Realm, but less than seven days have passed in the outside world.
After seven days of fermentation, all kinds of news have been circulated in the holy city of Tiandi have been circulating in the holy city of Lin Xiao.
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Walking on the streets of Tianyu Holy City, Lin Yun could hear things related to him from time to time.
He was also surprised, and he didn't expect such a big disturbance to happen to the top of Langya.
Being too famous is not a good thing for him now, but it seems that more talk about martial arts tea parties now.
Four years, a blink of an eye.
The Holy Elder said that his three-life fruit could only last for one year, but she miscalculated that Lin Yun stayed there for four years.
From this point of view, the remaining three-life fruit can be kept in it for almost ten years.
With the mental strength and expectations, it will be much easier to deal with similar things later.
It won't be like this now. Although the benefits are huge, the trouble is quite big.
The Holy Elder saw his cultivation level at a glance, which made him very cautious. When he left Langya Island, he used the Turtle God Change to hide his breath.
Suddenly, a familiar sound of music came from afar, with a little vicissitudes in the sadness.
The low and sad tunes make people feel involuntarily affected.
Lin Yun had a clear mind and walked along with the sound of the piano.
He originally planned to go to Tianxing Pavilion to meet An Liuyan, and ask where the plum blossoms were drawn.
Now, there is no need, just follow the sound of the piano.
After half an incense stick.
Lin Yun was on the corner of the street and saw the plum paintings playing Erhu on the roadside. The tune of Erquan Yingyue made him feel a little dazed for a moment.
If he was placing a bowl, he would have really touched the essence of the erhu.
Mei Zi’s erhu painting is very good. She is full of people on the inside and outside. Lin Yun is very low-key and just found a corner to sit down against the corner.
After the song was over, the crowd gradually dissipated after a long time.
Mei Zihua took care of Xi Qin's skills, looked up and found Lin Yun's existence, and her face was instantly happy.
Lin Yun stood up and walked over, saying, "It seems I don't need to teach you anymore. Xi Qin, you know it completely."
"In seven days, it's a pig, let alone my plum painting."
Mei Zihua looked arrogant and handed Xi Qin to Lin Yun, saying, "Good Qin, if it weren't for the Holy Elder's belonging, I really want to buy it for you."
"You seem to be afraid of the Holy Elder?"
Lin Yun took Xi Qin and asked casually. He had noticed before that Mei Zihua was quite respectful of Mu Xueling and was not as good as the Lord of Langya Palace.
An unexpected look flashed in Mei Zihua's eyes, and she immediately smiled and said, "Let's go, drink first."
Fenglei Tower, the largest restaurant in Zhuque District, Tianyu Holy City.
It is as high as nine floors, each floor is as vast as a manor, and can accommodate a large number of guests.
It is the most popular area for young and wealthy disciples in the city.
From the first floor to the ninth floor, the consumption amount has increased sharply, and the ninth floor even requires a certain identity.
A rich prince like Mei Zihua will naturally climb to the ninth floor.
On the ninth floor of the Tang Dynasty, several young leaders were giving guidance to the country and talking loudly.
"I just heard that another strange phenomenon appeared in Xuanwu Ruins. A black light broke through the sea and shattered the three-layer sky curtain."
"The Xuanwu Ruins Sea has always been rumored to have the Xuanwu inheritance. Now that there is such a strange movement, the inheritance may really appear."
"This martial arts tea party coincides with the abnormal movement of Xuanwu Ruins. All the people on the top ten dragon list are coming, and their influence is probably quite amazing. In the past, martial arts tea party was so meaningless, Jian Jingtian has been staying at the dragon.
The list was full of competition and he was suppressed by him. This time it was different."
"That's right, Jian Jingtian has been away from the Dragon List for so long, and it's time to choose the real Dragon List first!"
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Lin Yun and Mei Zihua stopped the words of these people in their ears at the window.
Lin Yun said: "Martial Arts Tea Party?"
He heard about it all the way, but didn't care much, and didn't expect someone to chat so much.
Mei Zihua smiled and said, "This is what I said before. The tea party is held by the four young masters of the Holy City of Tianyu, once every two years, and this one is held by Akiyama Jun."
The four young masters of the Holy City of Tianyuan are Fengyuanjun, Yuxuejun, Qiushanjun and Qingshuangjun.
Several people have the title of Jun Ge. Jun is a title given to the other surname by the Dragon Empire. Only those with amazing qualifications in the young generation will be awarded.
Moreover, the families behind them are all titled families given by the Dragon Empire.
The four major title-selection families can symbolize the existence of the Dragon Empire to a certain extent.
Lin Yun had met Feng Yuanjun. Although the fuss was not very pleasant at the beginning, this person was indeed very strong. At least Lin Yun, who was only at the fifth level of the dragon vein at that time, had almost no possibility of defeating the other party by normal means.
The other three young masters, I think it would not be very bad.
"Since it's time for two years, what's the difference this year?" Lin Yun asked softly.
Mei Zihua smiled and said, "Those people just now have already said it very clearly. It is nothing more than a gathering of heroes, just a meeting, and it's just a matter of competition."
"In the past, everyone was under Jian Jingtian. No one was so stupid as to the Fuyun Sword Sect that he really went to trouble Jian Jingtian, so no matter how lively it was, it was almost interesting."
Lin Yunqi said: "The first in the dragon list is just carved on the dragon list, why do you have to compete for the best in the tea party?"
Mei Zihua put down the wine glass and pondered: "You don't know anything. You can only rank a rough one on the dragon list. No one will convince anyone without a real fight. In the past, Jian Jingtian was recognized as the number one, but now he has left, not only the world of heaven
The four young masters of the Holy City have an idea, who doesn’t have the idea of the dragon list of the six holy places in the East Wilderness?”
"The reputation of Jian Jingtian back then was also fought one after another, not just by ranking. Almost all the people in the top ten on the dragon list were waiting for this opportunity and wanted to make a name for themselves, just like Jian Jingtian back then,
Completely establish your position on the Dragon List!”
He paused and continued, "This time it happened to be the best. The Xuanwu Ruins Sea was amazing. Almost all the monsters in the top ten dragon list came. It just so happened that the sea conditions in that area were dangerous and I couldn't get to Xuanwu Ruins Sea for the time being.
The martial arts tea party became interesting.”
Lin Yun listened casually, only to think that the experience of his senior brother is really legendary.
After leaving the Fuyun Sword Sect, he walked in the Eastern Wilderness and could hear legends about his senior brother from time to time.
Even the noble figures like the Holy Elder have heard of the name of the senior brother. Now this martial arts tea party is related to the senior brother.
If the senior brother is still in the Dragon Vein Realm, this martial arts tea party may not be lively.
As a junior brother, I seem to be a little worse than my senior brother.
Mei Zihua didn't know what Lin Yun was thinking. Seeing that he didn't say anything, she thought he didn't care much and smiled and said, "Why, you are not interested in the Dragon List at all? Although you don't have enough cultivation now, this group of people will go in the future.
In the realm of life and death, you still have a chance to compete for the first place in the dragon list!”
"What are the benefits of being the number one in the dragon list?"
Lin Yun asked back, he won the first place on the Star Lord List, and Huang Xuanyi was also the first place on the Divine Pill List that year.
Apart from the surge in reputation, I have not seen any other benefits, and I am not very interested.
Mei Zihua smiled and said, "The dragon list itself can be regarded as a weakened version of the Qinglong Ce. The name is written on it to have luck. The luck seems to be ethereal, but everyone knows that luck really exists."
"The top ten people on the dragon list are all lucky people. The higher the grade, the stronger the luck they occupy, and the same has been the case since ancient times."
Lin Yun thought for a while, and Mei Zihua's words were correct.
"If you don't say it far away, just talk about why the burial flower boy made a big splash in the ancient battlefield and shocked the Eastern Wilderness. In addition to his talent and personal efforts, it is hard to say that he is the first in the Star Lord List and the Divine Pill.
It doesn’t matter if the first place is on the list.”
The other party suddenly mentioned him. Lin Yun was a little nervous. He quietly picked up the wine glass and drank it all, covering it up a little.
"Besides, even if there is nothing, who doesn't want to be the first? In the era of the Dragon, everyone is like a dragon, who wants to be the best!"
Mei Zihua did not notice Lin Yun’s strangeness, and said passionately.
Lin Yun said in surprise: "It's hard to imagine that this will be said from you."
Mei Zihua smiled and said with a slight look on her face: "That's because you don't understand me. By the way, have you read the jade slip I gave you?"
What jade slip?
Lin Yun was stunned for a moment before he realized it for a while.
It is the jade slip that records the Mei Xue divine finger and the other party's musical perception.
I didn't really see this...
Most of the four years have been refining divine blood, and the rest of the time is practicing swordsmanship. Lin Yun has long forgotten that there is such a thing.
Seeing his earnest expression, Lin Yun was embarrassed to tell the truth and said casually: "Look."
"how?"
The eyes of Mei Zihua showed light, and she was expecting.
Lin Yun thought for a while and said calmly: "I can only say that he is a plum painting with the sage of the piano and flute."
Mei Zihua was overjoyed, leaned back, took out a folding fan in her hand, and smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just a little insight, it's not worth mentioning."
Lin Yun was afraid that he would reveal his feelings if he said too much, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "You haven't said why you are afraid of the Holy Elder?"
"This..."
Mei Zihua looked around and said, "This is really the place where this matter is said. I will send you a message."
As he said that, his lips squirmed slightly, and a wisp of sound came directly into Lin Yun's ears.
"If I guess correctly, Qinglongce is in her hands, of course this is just a guess."
This is of great importance. Even if it is just speculation, Mei Zihua dared not say anything. Only Lin Yun can hear the secret message.
This is really unexpected.
Lin Yun could not hide his shock in his eyes. Qinglongce, the magic weapon of the Dragon Empire, was actually in the hands of the Holy Elder.
Although Mei Zihua is just a guess, but based on some information Lin Yun knew, I am afraid that it will be almost the same.
At this moment, several figures suddenly appeared on the ninth floor of Fenglei Restaurant.
Lin Yun, who was about to speak, had a strange look flashed in his eyes. When he saw the person in charge, he was stunned.
It's Ye Ziling!
In addition, everyone around her was an old friend of the Sword Sect. It was obvious that he was a fellow disciple who had experienced life and death together on the ancient battlefield.
All are here.
Lin Yun couldn't hold back his emotions in an instant, and wanted to come forward to recognize each other and inquire about the situation of the master, the head sect and others.
A strange color flashed in Mei Zihua's eyes, noticed Lin Yun's gaze keenly, and immediately looked over slowly.